Page 41 of Fated to the Alien Protector

Although I share the space with Carter, it feels smaller with the Tavikhi in it. His large frame takes up so much room I’m surprised I don’t feel crowded. He stands near the fire pit in the center and studies the tent I call home. I’m keenly aware of the two piles of dirty clothes by Carter’s and my pallets I keep saying I’m going to wash and haven’t gotten around to yet.

“Sorry it’s so messy.” I’m not sure why I’m apologizing. It’s not like I expected company when I woke up this morning.

Rojtar turns to face me with a smile. “I share a tent with four other unmated males who spend more time hunting or training than they do anything else. You would be horrified if you were to step within our domain. A small amount of untidiness is nothing at all.”

I chuckle at the image he’s put in my head. All I can picture is the chaos of five single guys living together. My father wasn’t the neatest person so to have his messiness times five relieves almost all the self-consciousness I felt when we first walked in here.

“Thank you for making me feel better.” I close the distance between us and wrap my arms around Rojtar’s waist.

A sense of safety and security envelops me and I wonder why I’ve been so nervous. This is the man who’s done nothing but put me at ease and is making me learn to trust again. A feat I didn’t believe possible. Until him.

Chapter 20

Rojtar

To have Abby walk so effortlessly into my arms is the most wonderful sensation. The fact I am able to ease her mind makes me the proudest of males. It is the role—the honor—of every Tavikhi male to show their mate how much he cares for her. She must be shown she will always have another person she can count on no matter the circumstance. It is the same for the female and her mate. He can rely on her for all things. They are everything to each other.

If this is all we do together this turn, I will be satisfied. Standing within mykeeshla’shome while she allows me to hold her in the first place shows how much she has grown to trust me. It is as I told her. We have the rest of our lives to fulfill the physical bond between us. I am a patient male and my Abby is worth the wait.

A featherlight caress brushes over one of the many scars I acquired during the battle with the Njeri. It only takes a moment for me to realize my mate is…kissing my chest. An image of me doing the same to Abby in the exact place where her lips brush against me flashes within my mind and I groan.

Beneath my leg coverings, my cock hardens. Already it swells with the mating fluid that is released to enhance my mate’s pleasure when I enter her cunt. A shiver runs over my flesh and tension builds within me.

Unable to stop myself, I cradle Abby’s ass within my hands and lift. She squeaks, but wraps her legs around my waist, just above my tail. The pressure against the base of it from where she rests her ankles is so pleasurable it nearly has me releasing my seed.

Our mouths fuse together in a searing kiss. The need that had been tamped down by the arrival of Carter at the river sparks to life like the embers of a dying fire. Abby spears her fingers through my hair and our tongues tangle together, lapping up the other’s flavor.

“Touch me,” mykeeshlademands against my lips.

“Where?”

“Here.” She guides one of my hands to her chest mound.

It is soft and moldable with a hard, pebbled center and fits perfectly within my palm. She presses herself more firmly against me and rubs her cunt along my belly. The heat from her core nearly scorches my flesh and a dampness leaks from her leg coverings. Abby’s scent is intoxicating and has me feeling as though I have downed a vessel of the elder’s brew.

My head spins with pleasure and I gently squeeze the stiff tip. She rocks herself harder and deepens the kiss, twisting her tongue with mine. My fingers clench her ass and she moans into my mouth. Breathing in her fragrance and tasting her unique flavor is exhilarating. But not nearly as much as the feel of her within my arms.

Abby loosens the hold she has on me with her legs and slides down my body. She grazes the entire length of my cock and the friction causes more mating fluid to spill from the tip. I grind myself against her, increasing not only the pressure, but the torture of unfilled need. Whatever pain I suffer will be worth it in the end.

A slap on the door flap causes Abby to rip herself away from me and put distance between us while straightening her chest covering. Our breaths are harsh and heavy and the sound echoes around us. I ache for the loss of her and partially turn away from the entrance and try to will my hard cock to soften.

“Sorry to interrupt whatever might be going on in there, but you should know Carter is back and will be here momentarily,” an amused female voice that sounds like Zara speaks through the hide. “Figured no one wanted to be scarred for life in case he happened to walk in on something you wouldn’t want him walking in on.”

“Oh my god, thanks for the warning,” Abby replies back. On her face is a mixture of terror and humor.

“Sure thing.” The female’s chuckles grow quieter until they disappear completely along with her footsteps.

I study my mate, hoping she does not now regret what just occurred. She turns to me again and to my delight closes the distance between us although her cheeks are a brighter color than usual.

“As much as I love what just happened, I don’t think any of us are ready for Carter to see it. Or at least I’m not. I’m not ashamed of what we were doing, but I also think us having privacy is important.” She smiles and relief fills me. “I guess we’re going to have to figure out some kind of visual cue to leave so he knocks before entering. Especially if we’re going to keep meeting in here. Maybe something similar to when the women leave a sock on the nenuphar bush when we’re bathing.”

I cradle her face. “Mykeeshlais both a beautiful and brilliant female.”

Abby’s cheeks warm beneath my touch. She lays her hands over mine. “Thank you.”

Zara’s timing was perfect because a single beat of my heart later, Carter bursts through the door without pause. Until his gaze lands on us and then he comes to an abrupt halt. This time, Abby does not jerk away from me. Instead, she wraps her arm around my waist and leans into my side. My tail twines around her.

“Oh, sorry.” Carter’s gaze bounces between us and his cheeks change color as well. “I didn’t mean to interrupt. Do you want me to leave you guys alone?”

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